These days, I live underwater
Gasping for a breath
As the sharks swim near
Painful reminders of the past
I'm no longer a boy who trusts
But I remember it all

I'm tired of being angry
For months, I've hated you
You left me in a state of misery
Like a cardboard box, empty
I wonder if I should talk about it
Reach out to you in the dark
But you know you don't deserve it
So it's best for me
To let things free
And move on with life
While it is ripe
I think it's better to remember
What we had
Than to hate the little things
A breakup didn't end you
And it won't end me